| "Here, you seemed to really like our little blue friend. Let's put him to better use." She felt the buzzing vibrator being slipped between her legs. | ![]() |
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Then, Ms. Hayes rolled her onto her back one more time, and pushed out her knees. "Gee, what if the janitor walked in right now. Wouldn't he enjoy this show. Maybe he'd like to take over for your little blue buzzy," taunted Ms. Hayes. She began to weep and cry behind her gag. It was bad enough to be tied and tormented like this, but raped by the janitor? She began to thrash and moan in panic. |
| "No, that's probably just what you would
like. A real cock to push into that fine young pussy of yours. So I'm going to
remind you what happens to young sluts that think that they can get ahead by using what's
between their legs." With that, Ms. Hayes rolled her back on her belly and
resumed the paddling, only using a wooden bar this time. "Ten swats for a young
teen twat!" She counted them off. 10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Phew.
SMACK! "There's an extra, just to show you that life's not always played
by the 'rules', especially when you cross your elders." She cried into her gag, with her butt feeling like it was on fire. |
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"Learned your lesson?" asked Ms. Hayes. She sobbed and nodded. "Are you sure?" Again, she sobbed and nodded. She felt Ms. Hayes untying the ropes that held her legs up, and was rolled over onto her back once more. |
| "Somehow, I don't think you have." She cried and moaned as Ms. Hayes pulled out the vibrator again. This time, Ms. Hayes really played with her, shoving the plastic dick down into her pantyhose and rubbing it all over her pussy. She began to feel another sensation, as the vibrator slid into her. Within minutes she was bucking and heaving against the ropes as she orgasmed again and again. "You liked that too much didn't you, slut. Don't you know it takes a woman to really know how to please a woman. Not those crude fumblings of those football players you've had in the back of your car." But Ms. Hayes wasn't done with her yet. | ![]() |
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Before she had fully recovered from her
post-orgasmic stupor, she felt Ms. Hayes grabbing the rope and pulling her legs up towards
her head. The rope was looped behind her neck and secured, holding her in a most
indelicate position. "Remember what I said earlier about inviting the Janitor
in? Well, it's about time for his rounds. Guess I'll leave him some trash to
take out..." With that, Ms. Hayes took out some lipstick, wrote
"Fuck" on one ass cheek, "Me" on the other, then turned to walk out the
door. "And, I'll expect to see you back here next week for another...lesson...
right, slut?"
She nodded, and settled back to wait.... |